On the screen was a porno-film where a well-endowed blonde was being ridden by a well-hung man while she sucked on anothers swollen member. We could s...ee one blond woman of about thirtyfive near the front of the theatre, her blouse had been torn open and several men were groping her body. They laid her down on the ground and tore off her skirt and thong. One man inserted his cock into her pussy as two others held her legs apart. She just groaned in pleasure as she was ridden hard. Another. "Yes, well," he snapped, opening another folder. "As long as you're not hoping for time off." Venetia felt his eyes on her as she turned for the door. She also felt one of her safety pins spring loose, and she clutched at her chest, between and beneath her breasts, in a torment in case the pin stuck into her tits. She moved with exaggerated care to the doorway, feeling another of the pins let go, then shuffled round, turning her whole body to wish the astonished Mr Butcher a good afternoon. She. Tom also came as he tossed himself off. Seeing Hannah cum like that had pushed him over the edge. As he opened his eyes and looked back into the room he saw Sarah staring at him. His cum had landed on her foot. She winked at him and beckoned him in, he stepped out of his jeans and boxers, which lay around his ankles and stepped into the room. He walked up to Hannah and kissed her. She opened her eyes with a momentary look of shock that it wasn’t Sarah kissing her but her boyfriend, but then she. . what is it?" "Whadda ya mean?" "You don't like it." "No, I do ..." She pauses the unsaid ‘but' left hanging in the air. "Tell me." She looks a little sheepish and then blurts: "I thought I might be in it more." Bloody, egocentric cow. "But all we did together yesterday was have coffee and I did mentionthat ... I mean, I can't really just write a blog about you and me having coffee because nobody will read it." "S'pose." "What were you expecting? What did you think I'd write about you?".